A moonshine shuffle in a crowded space A hog-tied hustle with a driving bass Some full throttle, half bottle High saddle rhythm and blues Come on, now
I was born in Chicago in 1941 I was born in Chicago in 1941 Well, my father told me "Son, you had better get a gun" Well, my first friend went down when
ray of hope flickers in the sky A tiny spark lights up way up high All across the land dawns a brand new morn This comes to pass when a child is born
Born Under A Bad Sign Been down since I began to crawl If it wasn't for bad luck Wouldn't have no luck at all Bad luck and trouble Been my only friend
I was born in Chicago at nineteen and forty-one I was born in Chicago at nineteen and forty-one Well, my father told me "Son, you had better get a gun
I was born in chicago in 1941 I was born in chicago in 1941 Well My father told me Son you had better get a gun Well my first friend went down when
Översättning: The Blues Brothers. Born In Chicago.
Översättning: Moody Blues. När ett barn föddes.
: A moonshine shuffle in a crowded space A hog-tied hustle with a driving bass Some full throttle, half bottle, high saddle rhythm and blues Come on
Blood flows Returning to the ground Exposed to the wind and rain Rising to nirvana The flesh laid out A husk for the future
I love to play my rock'n'roll but I've played the Blues before Had my share of broken hearts but I don't play the Blues no more So if you meet the girl
My hands are reds Blood drips all around Stayin' here Like in the past Hear the dying sound Of animals, It's all the same animals or humans Slaughter Blues
A moonshine shuffle in a crowded space A hog-tied hustle with a driving bass Some full throttle, half bottle, high saddle rhythm and blues Come on now
me I was born to be blue, ooh ooh yeah Was I born to be blue? Born just to cry? Born to be alone till the day I die? Somebody tell me Was I born to
Just a little Just a little bit Just a little Just a little bit Babe, I don't want it all (Just a little) I just want a little bit I don't want it all